Qin Dynasty Novelist

"How?"

Immediately, Bai Qianhong put the document in her hand on the bill, and mentioned some things in Tianshui City.

Although it's not a big deal, but...it's not a big deal, and your lord is still interested in opening up the Western Regions. If you are strict, it will make the countries in the Western Regions hostile. If you are not strict, it may harm the Qin people themselves.

"Everything... just follow the laws of the Great Qin Dynasty, you should be caught, you should be killed!"

"Preachers of the Buddha Sect, who want to preach, must have a missionary document issued by the government, otherwise, it should be a heresy, destroy it, and burn it."

Zhou Qing heard this, in recent days, spiritual perception has spread up and down Tianshui City, there are indeed many rangers and strong people appearing, people of the Buddha Sect are naturally among them, and there are also many people at the level of transforming gods.

If you want to preach, you don't hinder yourself, Taoism and law come from the same source, but...everything must be done according to the rules.

"Yes."

Bai Qianhong nodded in response.

"My lord, Qianhong has another unfeeling request."

Bowing down and saluting, she moved her hands, her beautiful white eyes gleamed with a mysterious light, thinking about something else, she took a small step forward, and then said nothing.

"It's impossible."

Zhou Qing shook his head and smiled, Qian Hong is his own, if she has an unfeeling request, it may be a little troublesome, but...Zhu Xia is so big, there are not many people who can trouble him.

"After Qian Hong stepped into the half-step porch, she feels that her progress has slowed down a bit. Although there are adults who talk about it, but... still lack a lot."

"Qianhong's way is rooted in the ghost valley, and it conquers the world. Therefore, when Qianhong wants to go south to the river, please ask your lord to follow Qianhong into the ghost valley, and think of it."

Between the words, the whole body shone with purple mysterious light, within which, the rhyme of yin and yang dao flickered, a very magnificent flow of heaven and earth vertical and horizontal decisions, flickering and fleeting, although it was not often shot, but the strength still remained.

If you want to step into the porch as soon as possible, you must have the support of the same origin, and within Zhuxia, only Guigu can do this.

More than a hundred years ago, after the death of the ancestor Pang Juan, the descendants only knew the existence of Ghost Valley in the manuscripts, but did not really enter it. Now, I have the strength and qualification to enter it.

With an adult by your side, it is more stable.

"Ghost Valley!"

"can."

Zhou Qing nodded again, this matter is nothing more than a trivial matter.

Speaking of which, every time after Guiguzi disappeared, he ignored the ordinary times of Zhuxia, but... the year before last, Guiguzi suddenly appeared in the palace of Chu and defeated Cangzhu with one palm.

"Thank you sir."

With a smile on Bai Qianhong's face, she returned to Guigu again. What she did was naturally the way of Guigu, but...it also proved to the previous generations of Guigu there that the way of Guigu...can also be carried forward in her own hands.

I will personally recover the humiliation my ancestors suffered when they fought for hegemony among the nations.

Qi country!

Your lord has already promised himself that if it is wiped out every day, he will be in charge of an army alone!

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"time to eat."

Xianyang Palace, deep in Yongxiang.

In the deep prison on the third floor underground, it is dark all day long, except for the dim yellow lights of the torches.

Inside the pig iron prison with a radius of more than ten feet, Zhao Gao was dressed in rags and bound by iron chains, his hair was messy scattered around his head, and he exuded an extremely unpleasant smell all over his body.

Every day, there are very few voices in the prison on the third floor underground. Except for the supply of one meal a day, it is impossible to eat more, and it is also impossible to eat delicious food.

It's just the leftovers from Shangshifang's food, without a trace of oil or water. In the dark depths of the prison, the thatch is piled up, and in the extreme depths, there is a messy sound of mice biting.

Suddenly, there was an orderly sound of footsteps, familiar footsteps, and the figure in the depths of the prison moved, raised his head, and looked outside the prison, where... two people were holding lunch boxes to transfer today's Bring food here.

"It smells really bad here. Every time I come here, it's extremely cold."

Before the two men in palace uniforms approached the prison, one was holding a lunch box and the other was holding a key. According to the usual practice, the three underground floors of the prison are people who must be killed and must die.

They also knew the identity of the person inside. It was Zhao Gao, the Shaofu Commander whom the king had trusted before, who had been sent to Yongxiang for serious crimes and had been imprisoned for several months.

Just wait for the moment, pull it out and cut it everywhere.

For such a person, the two are too familiar.

"Zhao Gao, it's time to eat."

With the help of the torch next to it, one person shouted casually.

Immediately, the door of the prison was opened and the lunch box was sent inside.

"What to do with such trouble, you are already dying. To suffer like this, it is better to die sooner. Zhao Gao, are you still alive?"

Seeing this, the other servant smiled slightly. He couldn't hear the sound from the dark prison, and there was no other movement coming out. He probably had his last breath left. Then he picked up the lunch box beside him.

Without directly opening the prison door, he picked up the cold cornbread in the lunch box with one hand and threw it into the depths of the prison. He looked at the half bowl of warm soup in the lunch box, thought for a while, and directly picked it up. It is put into it through the gap of the railing.

drop by drop...

Most of the already rare warm soup drained away, leaving only a mouthful of cloudy soup at the bottom of the bowl.

"Hurry up, it's too cold in here."